As Anji unravelled the seal and started pouring divinity into the corrupted golden scale, Song Min panicked. She had not been lying about wanting to save him, and in that instant, the ghost general felt undeserving of such noble sacrifice.
Sure, if their positions had been reversed, he would have helped her. However, Zhong Kui was not someone capable of continuing with the massacre. He was such an upright and noble character that not even Song Min could hold a candle to his existence.
"Stop it!" he struggled and finally broke one part of the trap. "I'm not worth it!"
Too preoccupied with purifying the soul, corrupting poison, Anji had no energy left to reply to Song Min. However, his actions only convinced her more about the correctness of her judgment. A broken mirror does not lose its light. Even a withered flower would still smell fragrant.
